A weekend in Buffalo

What do you do when your boyfriend says he wants cheesecake? You pack your bags, stuff yourself into the car, and head to Buffalo for the weekend!

My beautiful body | Learning to cherish my health and wellness

Life is can get real incredibly quickly and it’s hard a lot of the time. Everyone experiences this, so there’s no reason to hide or deny it. I think we are as connected through our struggles, little and big, as we are connected through our joys.

All this is to say that I’m going to start getting a little personal, starting with this post about my journey with my body. Now thinking back, it started when I was a child but it was only last year when I really zeroed in on it.

An actual winter wonderland

Don’t get me wrong, snow isn’t my favourite kind of weather, but just because something isn’t preferential to you doesn’t mean that you should outright hate it – in fact, if you set aside your disdain, I’m sure there are at least a couple things you could find that you do like about it! And that’s exactly what I did. So before I share a bunch of my favourite photos that I’ve taken so far this winter, I thought I’d share the reasons why I no longer hate winter.

Adapting to the times

Hi everyone! I hope your 2018 is going well so far. I thought I would come back and talk a little bit more about what my plans are for the year. As I mentioned in my last post, I was incredibly lucky to have traveled so much last year, and had so much content to share because of it… In fact, I still have quite a bit that I need to post, but that’s not really what this particular post is about. 

2018 will be golden

I was incredibly lucky and blessed by all the gods to be able to travel and explore so much in 2017. I went from the Philippines to Singapore to Los Angeles to Ottawa, and experienced so many magical moments that I’ll never ever ever forget (a photo wrap up post is coming soon!). The real magic, however, happened during the moments when I was home. 

At Christmastime

In my previous post I mentioned that I’m an only child, but I grew up with my dad’s side of the family, and we’re not a small group by any means. When we were all little, we used to see each other almost every week, but as always, life happens and everyone eventually got older and busier as the years passed by… And this is probably the main reason why the holidays are so important to me.